Song Jiao chuckled, "That girl Yun Duo, her mouth is really too big."
Liang Jun listened and sighed softly, "I'm worried she'll come again. Maybe you should agree with her, otherwise this constant fuss might end up being bad for you."
"I can't agree." Song Jiao shook her head decisively, "You don't know Qi Qi's temperament. If I agree and things don't work out, she'll blame me. If everything does work out and she regrets it later, she'll still blame me. This is a thankless task. Even my third aunt didn't intervene, so why should it fall to me, a married-out daughter, to handle?"
"But I'm afraid she won't give up." Liang Jun's tone was full of worry.
"Then I'll just play Tai Chi with her. As she can come, I can manage." Song Jiao was determined not to help Song Qi.
As it turned out, Liang Jun's worries were justified. The next evening, after school, Song Qi didn't rush back to the Song Mansion but came to find Song Jiao first thing.
